For Folk’s Sake

Upon the ragged moor she sang her sweet song to me
And lo' how it moved the trees that gentle autumn breeze
Hark the herald angels sing a lullaby
Within the frosty caverns, a lowly river bed
Knowing not of life nor love, of water e'r bereft
How the haunted mountains sing a lullaby

And on the bonnie hill the bonnie lass she says to thee
"How do thou bonnie boy? The bonnie boy how do thou thee!"
I'm good, thank's for asking {Steve}
A cockerel cries a morning call 'wakening all to a misty morn'
But still I sleep

Life goes on
We sing this song
Life goes on and on
Hark the herald angels sing a lullaby
Bedtime is approaching as the cockerel cries (time for bed)

Garibaldis
Garibaldis...

He comes to me in the night
(I come in you every night)
He comes to me and I do not fight
(You should not fight)
He comes to me in the night
(I come in you every night)
He comes to me and I do not fight